The couple sighed for a while because of their child.

In their hearts, no matter what their children are like, they are still their own flesh and blood, and even if there are any strange things about them, they have to take full responsibility.

Jiang Qiao had no idea that the couple would think so much. The next morning, after breakfast, they took Song Zhi to the city and then went shopping with the mother and son.

Along the way, Wen Jingwan finally understood why her husband said their daughter's driving skills were good enough to drive in the city. The girl drove like an experienced driver, and even she might not be able to keep up with her daughter if she were to drive.

Jiang Qiao's first step was to inquire if there were any places nearby that offered Huaqiao Remittance Coupons.

Although Wen Jingwan didn't know why her daughter asked that, she still answered honestly, "Yes, don't forget, this place is the border."

Looking at the foreign faces that kept popping up around her, Jiang Qiao suddenly felt like she had gone crazy staying in this small county town.

Wen Jingwan didn't know what her daughter was going to do, but that didn't stop her from taking the child there for a stroll.

Seeing the word "store," Jiang Qiao couldn't help but laugh. These Friendship Stores could be said to be found all over the country.

Once inside, Wen Jingwan's true nature was revealed; she was interested in everything, but she didn't have any remittance certificates, so she could only feast her eyes and chat with her daughter.

Seeing Wen Jingwan touching the merchandise with reluctance, and then looking at the way the sales clerks looked at her mother, Jiang Qiao couldn't hold back any longer and directly offered up the remittance certificates she had.

Wen Jingwan was dumbfounded when she saw the stack of remittance certificates in her daughter's hand.

Where did you get this?

Jiang Qiao smiled playfully, "Don't ask that. Buy whatever you want without worry. Remember to buy some oil and grain, and you can spend the rest as you please."

With this item, Wen Jingwan was no longer polite. Before, when she was stationed in that remote place, she didn't have many opportunities to go out and buy things. This time, she was really going on a killing spree.

She had originally planned to buy more clothes for her daughter, but Jiang Qiao stopped her. "Mom, don't buy me anything. I'm still young and growing. The clothes I wear this year won't fit next year. You can buy me some nicer fabrics. Remember to buy me a watch; I need to tell time."

Wen Jingwan listened to whatever her daughter said, since she had brought all the cash from home and could spend it as she pleased this time.

Jiang Qiao followed beside her, carrying her bags. In no time, her hands were full of things.

"Wait here, I'll put it in the car first and come back in a bit."

Wen Jingwan, who was addicted to shopping, didn't even look up. "Come back quickly."

To be honest, Wen Jingwan is a discerning person, probably because of her mother's past life. The things she buys are very tasteful and suit Jiang Qiao's taste. Although she doesn't let her mother buy her clothes, she still buys a lot of good fabrics.

Seeing that her mother was going to buy some for her grandfather and cousins, Jiang Qiao stopped her, saying, "Don't buy them. They can't wear them anyway. Just get some yarn or something to wear underneath so no one will notice."

The remittance coupons were used up, and the mother and daughter had a lot more stuff in the car.

"Let's go eat first, and then we can buy other things at the store later. I still have a lot of tickets here."

Jiang Qiao was really hungry, so the mother and daughter found an inconspicuous restaurant and ate there nearby.

We need to go back this afternoon, so we can't afford to waste any time.

When Jiang Qiao passed by the post office, she sent a telegram to her elderly relatives. She doesn't dare to send telegrams near the military base anymore.

Her telegram from back then still hasn't arrived. I wonder what's wrong with the director. It's probably safer to send it within the city.

However, when she got home, her father also received the telegram she had sent.

"Oh dear, if it weren't for my Uncle Song, I don't know how long I would have stayed at the station. This is too slow."

Not to mention Jiang Qiao, even Gu Zhengfeng sighed repeatedly, "The traffic here is terrible, there's nothing we can do. Remember, if anything happens, just call. It's a bit expensive, but it's fast."

Seeing the things Wen Jingwan and Song Junqiang carried down, Gu Zhengfeng remained calm and even asked a considerate question.

"Have you bought enough? If not, we'll go again next time."

Wen Jingwan gave a bitter smile. "All the cash we had at home was spent, and in the end, it was my daughter who paid for everything."

Zhengfeng, where did this kid get so much money? Did his father give it to him?

Gu Zhengfeng smiled and shook his head. "Dad might give it, but it's just tickets for the child. Dad definitely knows the child is doing business on her own. Otherwise, how would our Qiao'er support Dad and her two nephews?"

"Spend what the child gives you. After she leaves, let her take some back with her. Dad really doesn't have a chance to spend it, so it's good for the child to prepare some for Dad and his family regularly."

Wen Jingwan's expression immediately changed. "What? My daughter is leaving?"

Gu Zhengfeng sighed, looking frustrated. "Then what do you suggest we do? The child's grandfather is over there. Even if we don't think about our father, we should at least think about Grandpa Qiao. Unless we bring Grandpa Qiao over, they say it's hard to leave one's homeland, and Grandpa Qiao might not be willing to come."

Let's not discuss this for now. We'll make preparations when the child says when they want to go back.

Also, regarding the children's affairs, just keep it to yourself and maintain the same confidentiality as before.

Wen Jingwan rolled her eyes at her husband. "I'm the mother of the child. How could I not think about my own child? Don't worry, I would never tell anyone, even if you beat me to death."

Zhengfeng, do you think the matter with the child is resolved? Are there no more suspicious occurrences? I'm genuinely worried that if it spreads everywhere, the commotion will be huge.

Gu Zhengfeng shook his head. "The child is older now, so it shouldn't be. Maybe there are other things that the girl hasn't mentioned. We should continue as usual. Just remember that our child is different from other children."

When the mother and daughter went to the public bathhouse that evening, Wen Jingwan took a good look at her daughter's body. There was no change. The only change was the mole on her wrist. It wasn't big when she was born, but now it had grown bigger and rounder.

Thinking back to the little baby lying in her arms, in the blink of an eye, she has grown into a young woman. As a mother, Wen Jingwan wipes her daughter's back while teaching her some physiological knowledge.

Jiang Qiao listened and nodded. Although she understood all of this, it was all a mother's love for her daughter and something a mother should teach. She enjoyed the process, just like what her mother had told her in her previous life. Although the wording was different, the content was the same.

Jiang Qiao was very curious: how could a young lady from a wealthy family like Wen Jingwan join the Eighth Route Army?

Speaking of what happened back then, Wen Jingwan sighed, "It was just a coincidence. One of my classmates was an activist. Later, I got in touch with people from the Eighth Route Army through her. Then, a few of us classmates went to Yan'an together and eventually joined the Eighth Route Army."

Jiang Qiao craned her neck to look at her mother. "Does my maternal grandfather agree?"

Wen Jingwan smiled and shook her head. "How could he agree? I sneaked away. Once I got there, there was nothing he could do. Later, when we were raising supplies, your grandfather helped us unconditionally. You should say that your grandfather was a progressive person. At least when it came to supporting us, he was absolutely generous."